"Here is the blade you asked for." Albor respectfully held the beautiful-looking blade out to Dorian.
Dorian took it and held it firmly in his grasp, his gaze immediately mesmerized by the beauty of the blue sheath and the incredibly crafted handle.
Albor was a known and talented blacksmith, but a creation like this would quickly leave anyone surprised and intrigued just from the sight of it.
"Insane…" Dorian let out, running his fingers along the smooth edges of the sheathed blade.
"Indeed. I made sure to pour my heart and soul into it. I knew you'd like it, haha." Albor didn't waste the opportunity to show how proud he was of his work.
The girls watching from the side could not tear their eyes away from the weapon. The sheer beauty of the blade was a captivating force, making it almost impossible to ignore.
